Christie Elkins

Motherhood is a gift from God that Satan will gladly suck the joy out of at every opportunity. Let's stop the Liar in his tracks.

It is there, and it creeps up like a silent killer. Maybe it is the wet underwear that you found floating in the hallway bathroom or the cat food that has been flung out on the floor like tiny marbles waiting to trip up a passerby or the loud thumping and yelling and tantruming as if we live in some sort of primal age where roaring and beating your chest are the only ways to get someone's attention.